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A few years back, I took a trip to London. I'd never been there before, and one of my friends happened to be studying abroad there, so I had a place to crash. We even managed to squeeze in a weekend trip to the mainland, so all in all, it worked out well. Well, with maybe one small exception.

My friend was single at the time, so she was dealing with some of the usual dating routines. As it happened, there was a guy who was interested in her, but she wasn't interested. I heard all about it during the course of the trip, so I was well aware of this guy's intentions. Well, my friend and I were getting ready to go out one night, when this guy suddenly started messaging her. Me being a guy, I had already gotten dressed, and I was more or less waiting around for her. At that particular moment, she didn't have the energy or patience to deal with him. So, she did the only reasonable thing she could: she handed me her laptop, and told me to make him go away.

Not wanting to be an out-and-out jerk, I figured I'd just make fun of the guy a bit (as opposed to making a scene). Seriously, I just harassed him, thinking that it'd be obvious she wasn't interested if she was actively making fun of him. I've occasionally been known to partake in some ribbing, so I can be halfway decent at it, if pressed. Eventually, my friend was ready to go out, and she came out to see what kind of damage I had done. She looked over my handiwork, laughed heartily, and approved. We went on our merry way, forgetting all about it.

Well, it turns out that somehow all of that made him like her even MORE. I was all manners of confused by this turn of events, but that's what actually happened. Needless to say, that particular friend still makes fun of me to this day about this turn of events.

Fast forward a few years, and I walked in with a different friend to a new lunch spot. We both happened to recognize the owner, and according to my friend, "his eyes absolutely lit up when you walked in. I was chopped liver standing next to you." I'm not entirely convinced that this is what actually happened, especially since this particular friend likes to mess with me when the opportunity arises. It's not like the guy suddenly hit on me or anything, but still, my friend said what he said, between fits of laughter.

Anyhow, I was telling someone about all of this. I kid you not, without missing a beat, she replied with, "maybe you're just more attractive to men than you realize" (at this point, I may have to resort to befriending people with slower wits). And with that comment, we come full circle back to the title of this post. Yay me.

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